[ What has gotten into everybody today? Blondie won't move, saying some nonsense about kids, and then his own voice, but older, stupider, hissing in his ear some shit about letting Thorns die and yeah, that's the plan, asshole, fucking let's get on with it!
But then Thorns says he used me to make them and everything starts slotting into place.
He doesn't know a thing about plant biology, couldn't point to a gate with both hands and a flashlight, but he sure knows where unwanted kids come from. The details don't really matter, do they? He doesn't need to know the details. ]
It's okay.
[ He's just staring, stunned, unable to accept what he's hearing and only barely aware of what he's saying. ]
It didn't take.
[ Knives named one Rem, god. He's going to be sick. ]
I thought they... You said kids, and I thought... I didn't know.
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But then Thorns says he used me to make them and everything starts slotting into place.
He doesn't know a thing about plant biology, couldn't point to a gate with both hands and a flashlight, but he sure knows where unwanted kids come from. The details don't really matter, do they? He doesn't need to know the details. ]
It's okay.
[ He's just staring, stunned, unable to accept what he's hearing and only barely aware of what he's saying. ]
It didn't take.
[ Knives named one Rem, god. He's going to be sick. ]
I thought they... You said kids, and I thought... I didn't know.